Guess what song I think about when I eat peaches/nectarines? Guess how many peaches I want?
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Greetings and happy Tuesday to you. I hope you had a nice Father's Day and also weekend.
I went to the NorCal Pirate Festival on Saturday and it was super fun and I did a great job at not freaking out or wanting to hurt anyone. Even though there were definitely more than ten people there, and I am not good in crowds. I expect and deserve a lot of praise. I didn't even cry when the $700 camcorder was suddenly missing. I retraced steps and profusely thanked the people who found it. Almost like a regular person instead of a person who A) values electronics/expensive things above physical well-being and B) cries when things are lost/stolen/under the seat in my car because they fell out of my pocket. I dressed up, of course, and drank rum.
When I was getting rum, I met my conscience. We have been long separated, I guess, as she didn't look familiar. But she told me to trip people and drink rum and flipped off Dan, so it definitely seems like I found the right one.
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